Random musings on anything, just the right length to go with a cup of tea.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Return of the treats

If you recall, I finally ran out of the cat treats, shown left, about April. I have found other treats that they like, Friskies and Whiskas' Temptations. I like the latter because those can be easily parceled out. The Friskies are more of a "here's a handful" variety.

Pam was getting a refill on her dog's medication and ran into Val who gave me the girls. After introducing herself, Val commented that she keeps tabs on the girls through the blog. (They would say "hi" if they weren't both asleep.) After some conversation, Val handed Pam a bag of treats.

I ran over to Pam's last weekend and picked up the bag. When I got home, I set the bag on the floor just to see what would happen. They both sniffed it and then Mija tried mightily to rip the bag open. Ah yes. She knew what those were.

The girls really like these. All I have to do is shake the container and they come running. Mija has me so well trained that every time I go into the kitchen, she follows and meows pitifully in an attempt to get treats. Pilchard sits in the doorway between the kitchen and living room giving the occasional meow as if to say, "I'm watching and I better get the same number she does." They don't get them every day. I give out the Temptations every day. Those are smaller and have fewer calories. Can't have obese cats.

Thanks Val. Remember, if you'd like to drop by and see them sometime, give me a ring.

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It's taken awhile to realize I'm truly in the middle of the ages. I'm a sometimes grown-up but if you want to walk in the rain without an umbrella, I'm all in. I like cats and reading; writing and cooking; chocolate and playing World of Warcraft; hot tea and hot cocoa; the Iowa Hawkeyes and jazz; counted cross-stitch and Scotland; just sitting on the deck doing nothing but sitting and visiting museums to expand my knowledge; watching the sun come up and standing in a cornfield at night trying to find the constellations. Thanks to rheumatoid arthritis, I'm walking a road I didn't expect to be walking, but I'm trying to make that route fun. You'll find I comment on all sorts of things. Thanks for stopping by.